“I stumbled on a crack in the sidewalk and felt anger burn in my heart as I followed behind my Seeing Eye dog, Queenie. I’d lost my sight just over a year ago after sustaining a head injury in a car accident, and while I’d mastered most daily obstacles, I still struggled to accept my new reality. I missed seeing the faces of my loved ones, the beauty of a sunset, and I didn’t understand how this could be part of God’s plan. I felt betrayed and forgotten.
“As Queenie and I continued down the street, I heard footsteps approaching. ‘Your dog is gorgeous!’ a female voice said. ‘May I pet her?’ I nodded reluctantly and heard the woman coo as I felt Queenie wag her tail.
“‘My sister, Meg, has a service dog too—aren’t they marvelous?’ the woman enthused. ‘Meg lost her sight in a car accident 10 years ago.’ I turned my head suddenly interested. ‘It was really hard for her at first, but now she smiles more than anyone I know. Meg tells me she’s no different than anyone else because each day the Lord has an unforeseen path for all of us. God guides us.’
“The woman cheerfully bid us farewell, and as her footsteps faded, I stood totally transformed. I knew 2 Corinthians 5:7, For we walk by faith, not by sight, yet I’d never fully felt its meaning until that moment.
“Suddenly, I felt a spark of hope alight in my heart. I wasn’t different…we’re all blind to what lies ahead of us. But God gives us something greater than sight…love that guides our way.”
—Isabel Schantz, 50, Castle Rock, CO